Page 85 of His Forsaken Alpha

The thought of living a life without his omega tore him apart and they’d only been together a week. After decades together, he’d crumble, he was suddenly sure of it.

His omega rolled to face him, a new light in his eyes. “I might have something we can use to blackmail him. A scandal he would suffer from immensely. We use it… come in quickly, before my family hears wind of it, and we convince him to agree to the detachment.”

Cavanaugh narrowed his eyes. “What do you have on him?”

“That’s not important now,” Wynter whispered.

“It’s hard for me to agree to this without knowing what it is you plan to use,” Cav said.

Wynter closed his eyes, his face growing red. When he reopened his eyes, they shone with tears.

“Please…I can’t.”Wynter shook his head. “I’m ashamed.”

“Did he hurt you?”

Wynter trembled in his arms. “No. No more than he did by claiming me.” He broke into sobs.

“Shhh,you don’t have to tell me until you’re ready, okay?”

“Okay,” Wynter sobbed.

Cav’s mind spun. What had that bastard done to Wynter?

“But we have to move fast. My family won’t approve. My papa might try to intervene,” Wynter said, a shiver racing down hisspine. “My papa…” Wynter sighed. “We’d have to keep it quiet, so he couldn’t find out—until it was too late and we were already gone.”

“Okay.”

“No, Cav—really. If he finds out, this is over between us. You don’t understand the lengths my papa would go to prevent a scandal.”

“I hear you,” Cav said. “Quick and quiet. I’ll let you pick the time and place we confront your husband.”

Wynter relaxed in his arms. A glimmer of hope shone in Wynter’s eyes, and it buoyed his own. “This just might work.”

Cav leaned in and pressed his lips to his omega’s, his heart soaring. “A few months from now, we could be off on an adventure together.”

The corners of Wynter’s lips curled higher. “And you’re willing to put up with the pampered little prince who brings too many suitcases and expects porters to do their jobs?”

“Put up with your bullshit?Fuck that.”

Wynter gasped.

“We’ll fight and we’ll bicker, just as we did on the train.” Cav grinned. “And I look forward to every second of it. Especially the making up parts that’ll come after.”

Wynter’s smile grew. He clenched Cavanaugh’s hand in his and brought them both to his heart. It beat faster under his chest. “And Jamie…” The smile ebbed some. “While it’ll be hard, he’d be better off for it. To grow up in a house lacking love and affection would be a nightmare for a child. I would know.”

“Your parents didn’t love one another?”

“No. My papa’s a hard man. There’s no love in his heart. At least not for me. He preferred his alpha sons, not that they got much better from him. They got mild disdain. I got outright contempt.”

“Perhaps he’d been forced into a mating as you were,” Cavanaugh said.

“If that’s true, it almost makes my predicament worse. Knowing the pain and anguish of a mating like that and he forced me onto the same path? Sounds worse.” Wynter shook his head. “None of my children will be forced to mate anyone. Do you hear me?”

“Heard,” Cav said. “And agreed.”

“Good.” Wynter held Cavanaugh’s stare. “You mentioned your parents weren’t happy?”

“Not unhappy, just…” Cav sighed. “My father was a hard man, too. He’d grown up in a Wildling settlement outside the walls of Blacksburg.”

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